اَلسَّلَامُ عَلَيْكُمْ وَرَحْمَةُ اللهِ وَبَرَكَا تُهُ

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For all Muslims in the world I would like to say Ramadan kareem. Wishing you all the blessings of the holy month. I hope the spirit of Ramadan stay in our hearts and illuminate our soul from within. Happy Ramadan.

So, how is your Ramadan going so far? I myself felt so happy because I still have time to greet this holy month again this year. I made some religious things to do this Ramadan such and I work hard to reach my goals. InshaaAllah. 

The night before the first Ramadan I went home by an old bus, I did not use Trans Jakarta Bus because I want to reach home as fast as possible. I thought people will yelled each other at the bus just like what I always see on a super crowded Trans Jakarta bus. That night the old bus was very full and there was no air conditioner, seemed like everyone didn't care anymore if they have to stand right on the open door of the bus or has to sweat to the max as long as they can reach home soon. Women with babies, woman with talkative baby, woman with crying baby, man with boxes, all types of Jakartans was there I think. But none of them yelling each other for zero space that they got. People laughed at how funny the bus conductor struggled to make himself visible to the passenger because he has a petite body. People laughed at the traffic, people laughed when they are struggling to fit in the bus. Even they tried to make a conducive situation for the crying baby, they made a little space in those almost zero space bus so the baby could breath. I saw and felt a happy atmosphere on that old bus. It was an unusual view for me compare to the view at Trans Jakarta bus. 

I thought it was because Trans Jakarta passenger knows that they deserved a good service so they are searching for it. Some people forget about the others, all they know is that they deserves a sit on an empty chair no matter what, they deserves a comfortable bus (cool air conditioner, no crying baby), they deserves a fast bus. So they'll start mumbling when the bus is hot, the bus is too full, the bus stuck in the traffic, even they hate crying baby. 

While on the old bus, people know that they are all the same. So many old woman and woman carrying baby standing on the bus. But they all know that they are not special, they got the same right with the other passengers. They know that their bus was old and not really good but the only thing in their mind was arriving at home as soon as possible.

I don't blame Trans Jakarta passenger for demanding their rights, but sometimes we have to learn from the old woman, women with crying baby, and man with boxes on the old bus. Learn to laugh on imperfections. Shit happens, you know. Embrace it then it will make you stronger, come on have a big heart. Be less emotional, a man is as big as their heart. I hope during Ramadan, we especially Muslims could learn and practice more about patience and having a big heart and peace in mind to make this world a better place. Amin. Once again, Ramadan Kareem :)

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